The Lakehouse
Okay, so yesterday night I went with Andrea, Sarah, Matt, Kristen, Cara, Evan, and Jeff to see the movie The Lakehouse in celebration of Cara's birthday, which was on Saturday. The movie ends (and all the guys figured out the entire movie 20 minutes into it. It's really easy to do so as long as the viewer has a brain), and the lights go on. Before I go on, I just want to say the ending could've been a lot better. It was somewhat annoying. Anyway, the lights come on, and Sarah is bawling her eyes out. Evan, Kristen, Matt, and I are all laughing our heads off, while Andrea and Cara are trying to comfort her, and Jeff didn't really care. I was pretty sure he thought it was funny, too.
So, five minutes after this escapade, Evan, Kristen, Andrea, and I exit the theater, but Sarah (who is still crying, by the way), Matt, Jeff, and Cara are still in there trying to comfort the girl (well, maybe just Matt and Cara). Another five minutes later, the other four come out and join my group of four people. Now we're finally ready to go to Ruby Tuesday's for dinner, but Sarah will have none of that. After all, she's been crying for quite some time, and her face is a disaster. So she puts on sunglasses and decides that's all it takes.
Fianlly, we are able to leave the stupid movie theater where I spent two hours of my life watching a very strange romance movie.
One more thing before I go. Throughout our dinner conversations (which were very entertaining), Evan says, "I love food." Here's what followed, a little of which might just be details I thought happened. Anyway, it's a rough script:
Evan: I love food.
Me: Well, most people do.
Andrea: Except anorexic and bulimic people.
Me: No, Andrea, bulimic people have a love/hate relationship. They eat all that food, and they make it go away.
Evan: They just don't want to get too attached to it.
It was here that Jeff intervened, for he had been half-listening to our conversation. He, very confusedly, asked what the heck (his language was different) we were talking about.
I turn back to the other two and I say, "See, you can have a conversation about almost anything."
Andrea, of course, must be Andrea, and says, "Except for poop."
Freaking out from the other side of table, Sarah asks, "What about poop?!"
So, five minutes after this escapade, Evan, Kristen, Andrea, and I exit the theater, but Sarah (who is still crying, by the way), Matt, Jeff, and Cara are still in there trying to comfort the girl (well, maybe just Matt and Cara). Another five minutes later, the other four come out and join my group of four people. Now we're finally ready to go to Ruby Tuesday's for dinner, but Sarah will have none of that. After all, she's been crying for quite some time, and her face is a disaster. So she puts on sunglasses and decides that's all it takes.
Fianlly, we are able to leave the stupid movie theater where I spent two hours of my life watching a very strange romance movie.
One more thing before I go. Throughout our dinner conversations (which were very entertaining), Evan says, "I love food." Here's what followed, a little of which might just be details I thought happened. Anyway, it's a rough script:
Evan: I love food.
Me: Well, most people do.
Andrea: Except anorexic and bulimic people.
Me: No, Andrea, bulimic people have a love/hate relationship. They eat all that food, and they make it go away.
Evan: They just don't want to get too attached to it.
It was here that Jeff intervened, for he had been half-listening to our conversation. He, very confusedly, asked what the heck (his language was different) we were talking about.
I turn back to the other two and I say, "See, you can have a conversation about almost anything."
Andrea, of course, must be Andrea, and says, "Except for poop."
Freaking out from the other side of table, Sarah asks, "What about poop?!"
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